After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Stared at by Mang's cold gaze, Ye Shaoqing only felt as if he was looking at himself in the mirror. Even though the two forms were completely different, it could not erase the calling and attraction of the source deep in his soul. He had to exert great effort to control himself The legs that want to go to the awn and the scepter.

The long dragon body coiled around the scepter became tighter and tighter. Everyone seemed to be able to hear the trembling and whining of the scepter. This was made of its bones and crystal nucleus!Thinking of the pain of convulsions and deboning, Mang's heart was full of hatred, wishing to immediately swallow Ye Shaoqing's skin and cramps into his stomach one bite at a time, let him be completely assimilated by him, and become the container and nourishment for his resurrection!

"Roar——" Its roar was like a violent storm, blowing on everyone's face. It hurt like a knife, and its shriek had a strong penetrating power. There was a buzzing in the ears. After the roar, the concentration was slightly weak Some people even lose their hearing directly.

Ye Shaoqing's silver-white sacrificial robe was rattled by the strong wind. He squinted his eyes, stared at the awn without blinking, and stretched out his right hand straight towards it.

As the powerful power of the holy light poured out, the holy scepter immediately shook under the urging of its original owner, and kept shaking. If it hadn't been bound by Mang's dragon body, it might fly out in a blink of an eye. , into Ye Shaoqing's arms.

Mang stared at him with deep fear and hatred. Seeing that the scepter was in jeopardy under the wrestling between the two, its eyes were fierce, and suddenly it let out a long cry. Flying head on!

Ye Zheng was startled suddenly, his body reacted one step earlier than his brain, a series of defensive magic circles were continuously thrown towards Ye Shaoqing, but they were broken by Mang one after another, shattered one after another, and his body was smashed to pieces. For Mang right now, the number one magic technique was not even considered as an appetizer.

Ye Shaoqing's eyes were fixed, facing Mang's attack head-on, but Mang, who had assimilated God, was not afraid of even the Holy Light at this moment, and the blurred figure gradually became solid under the direct rays of the Holy Light.

In Ye Shaoqing's pupils, the rapidly enlarged figure and the trajectory of circling in the sky were clearly reflected. The shadow covering the sky and the sun shrouded his head, and a brilliant golden color suddenly burst out in front of his eyes, filling his field of vision.

When the surrounding scene appeared in front of his eyes again, Ye Shaoqing found himself walking in the vast wilderness, the earthy sky, the sun was blocked by thick clouds, and the whole world was foggy and blurred.

In the dust-filled distance, a tall figure came vaguely. His pace was neither too fast nor too slow. Ye Shaoqing was very familiar with both his figure and his breath. Seeing that the person walked through the barren wilderness and the long dust and fog, he was in front of him. Fully revealing his appearance, Ye Shaoqing slowly narrowed his eyes - the person opposite him looked exactly like him.

"mango?"

The man smiled and shook his head, pointed at Ye Shaoqing, then at himself, his voice was heavy, hoarse and heavy: "We are one, have you forgotten? I am you, and you are me. As long as we re-integrate and become one, we can be fully and thoroughly resurrected, isn't it good to be alive?"

When he said these words, there was a lively smile on his face, and he looked at Ye Shaoqing coaxingly and full of expectation.

"You and I have been sleeping in the endless darkness for thousands of years, don't you want to continue to linger in the dark emptiness? Don't you want to witness the prosperity of the human race today with your own eyes? Don't you want to return to the altar and regain your freedom? Enjoy the worship and belief of thousands of believers?"

Ye Shaoqing lowered his eyelids, carefully thinking about the other party's words, and seemed to be a little moved and yearning.

"resurrection?"

"Yes, resurrection, your current state is just a wisp of awakened remnant soul, and I don't know how many levels are weaker than when you were in its heyday thousands of years ago. Although you can dominate now, will one day be overwhelmed by that possessed soul? It’s not certain that young people with independent consciousness can replace them, don’t you want to return to the top? Take back our own power?”

Seeing his wavering, the man's smile deepened, the corner of his mouth was slightly cracked, revealing sharp serrations, and he continued to seduce, "Come on, come here..."

Under the urging of this voice, Ye Shaoqing's eyes gradually lost focus, and he opened his legs uncontrollably, walking towards the man opposite him step by step...

At the same time, under the watchful eyes of the outside world, Ye Shaoqing was swept up into the sky by the long tail of the giant dragon. Any obstruction by Yezheng was futile, so he could only stare at the figure in the midair, and clenched the power in his hand. stick.

The waves and the strong wind are still howling. This is a game between Mang and God, and no one else can intervene at all.

The ancient tree in the middle of the lake appeared in the coffin as if it had lost its source of strength. As time went by, its vitality gradually disappeared. The green leaves were dyed yellow and withered one by one. Under the decayed old tree, almost collapsed, he looked up, his face was numb, and he almost lost all hope. His face, which was already vicissitudes and emaciated, instantly aged ten years.

In Ye Shaoqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

The distance between the two men at the two ends of the mirror is getting closer and closer. Countless golden lines are dancing and intertwining in the air, connecting them messily. Their figures become blurred at the same time, and the boundary between them is no longer so clear. , like a watercolor painting soaked in water.

The two were completely connected together by the golden thread, and when their figures gradually became transparent after the fusion began, the situation suddenly changed strangely!

The golden thread that was originally wrapped around the two of them suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then began to run in reverse, and the process of fusion turned to disintegration!

In the sudden change of eyes, calmness and calm returned to Ye Shaoqing's face. With his golden pupils shining brightly, he stared at the opposite man with the same face, and said lightly: "Even if you can change my Even your appearance can’t conceal your ambition. Do you really think that I will be persuaded by your temptation of a few words and be willing to be swallowed up by you? The biggest difference between me and you is that I never feel that I have lost my freedom, so how can I talk about "regaining" , I have never been obsessed with power, because its real purpose is to guard against sinister and cruel alien races like you. As for the prosperity and prosperity of the human race, I have seen through another pair of eyes on my behalf. In the future, he can also guide me instead Holy See and believers, if this is the case, I will no longer have any regrets..."

Mang's surging anger no longer conceals it, and vents it out crazily. Its face is distorted and elongated, and it finally gives up its human form and turns back into a dragon. An old voice roared between heaven and earth: "Stop! What do you want to do? !"

"You and I are old monsters who should have died thousands of years ago. No matter how long the years are, there is only emptiness and loneliness. Why cling to the illusion of resurrection? I have no regrets. The last thing I can do for this world is I went to the underworld with you. At that time, my disciple couldn't bear to kill me completely, so he sealed his body in the ancient tree of the Holy Beast Palace, and gave you a chance to breathe and survive. I will not make this mistake again. Let me annihilate your soul today with my own hands..."

Fragments of golden light began to spread from the corners of their clothes, gradually upward, and the world of the sea of ​​consciousness built by the light began to collapse and fall.

"Stop! You will die too! Your last remnant soul will completely disappear from the world!"

Ye Shaoqing watched it writhing and struggling quietly, with bright and firm eyes, as if life and death were not in his eyes.

Before the whole world completely collapsed, there was only a soft sigh left between the heaven and the earth.